love making love to you. I love fucking you. But you’re a shit loser and that’s awesome because I was beginning to get a complex thinking I’d found the perfect woman and I’d never live up to that.” My insides had seized but he just gave me a big smile and kept talking. “Good to know you got at least one flaw.” His big smile got huge as he finished, “Two, seein’ as you suck at wrestling.” “You think I’m perfect?” I whispered. “Thought,” he corrected. “You suck at wrestling, remember?”
